Tangled in Moonlight: Unshifted (Ava and Lucas)

Chapter 93

Chapter 93 Lucas: With Clayton

LUCAS

Challenge him. Rip him apart.

My wolf's snarling has occupied the majority of my short flight to White Peak, getting closer to the man who's tasted my mate in ways that he never should have.

My phone's off, because I don't know what I'll do if he calls.

The primal part of me is incensed, wanting to sink my teeth into his throat and tear it out, savoring every drop of the blood that spurts, content in knowing his soul has departed this world.

But the rest of me recognizes that Clayton is my friend and ally.

What am I supposed to do with all these fucking feelings tripping me up inside? Having Ava back is supposed to make everything easier. Make things simple.

In my absence, will she begin to doubt my words?

If she sees Clayton, would she choose me over him?

I don't have that confidence.

The fated bond between us is my only advantage. That, and the distance I can maintain between her and the alpha I trust with the honor of my entire pack.

I can never let her return to Cedarwood.

There's no way in hell I'll lose the little advantage I have.

a deep breath, trying to center myself. I know Clayton will be waiting at the airport to personally escort me to the Blackwood pack lands. I can't let him see the turmoil raging inside me. I have

to an inevitable confrontation. My wolf paces restlessly beneath my skin, eager

ours. No one

than competition. My wolf may look at

he usually knows better

She is not our mate yet. We can't piss her off if we want

back of my head tell me that he's unsatisfied with my reasoning, but he stops snapping for Clayton's blood,

Even dealing with Blackwood was easier than all the bullshit I have to deal with in my

the terminal, an overwhelming assault on my sensitive nose. Sweat, perfume, fast food—it all mingles into a nauseating miasma that makes me want to gag. But beneath it all, one scent stands out, instantly

Clayton.

touched our mate, my wolf snarls,

side under control. We can't

features into a mask of calm. But as our eyes meet, I can see it in his face, in the tense set of

greets,

his name feeling like gravel in my mouth. Anger flares hot in my veins, the

her? Why did it have

swallowing the bitter accusations. We have more pressing matters to attend to. The Blackwood situation demands our full

of unspoken words hanging heavy between us. As we pull out onto the highway,

take it

voice deceptively calm. "As soon as

myself. I came as soon as I could to help here, because I felt we would need to talk about it

Like he isn't here to get a chance to see her. Like he has any right

here to help. He's been helping this entire time, hasn't he? There's no point trying

memory of Ava's confession ringing in my ears. He had his hands on what's

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